After Jiang Chuan's clone self-destructed, the news quickly spread throughout the entire Biyang Immortal Sect, sparking private discussions among many disciples and elders.

After all, the power of that self-destruction was no less than that of a Golden Core cultivator's attack, and the entire sect felt the shock.

If that were all, the sect's higher-ups could step in and appease them, and perhaps then everything would be fine.

However, Biyang Zhenren's subsequent actions brought the atmosphere within the Biyang Immortal Sect to an extreme level of tension, with all sorts of rumors flying around and creating extreme chaos.

After arranging for two trusted elders to send some of his core disciples out for training, Master Biyang himself took various golden pill treasures and a large amount of spirit stones and went to Yunmeng Immortal City to visit his friends.

Of the sect's other two Golden Core cultivators, one is nearing the end of his life and is in seclusion. The other Golden Core cultivator has been searching for a breakthrough opportunity elsewhere and has not returned to the sect for decades.

After Master Biyang quietly left, this once-powerful Golden Core sect could only maintain its deterrent power by relying on a third-tier defensive array...

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The perimeter of the ruins of the Purple Bamboo Palace

A tall figure stood gazing at the ruins, her flawless face cold and devoid of any smile. Only upon closer inspection could one discern the deep loneliness and weariness hidden in her eyes.

Just then, a figure approached her and said softly, "Senior Sister Lin, what brings you here again today?"

"You still can't forget him?"

Lin Zhiwei remained silent. She didn't know why she often came here, but only when she came here and looked at the ruins in front of her could her weary heart regain its strength.

It is the strength to keep going.

Looking at Lin Zhiwei's desolate figure, Wen Qian sighed softly. She could sense that her senior sister had developed feelings for that peerless genius named Ye Hao.

But now...

"Senior sister, I heard that all the direct disciples of the sect have left for various reasons. Master told me to tell you that I should go with you to Yunmeng Immortal City to visit a friend of Master's and stay there for a few years to prepare for the Yunmeng Trials..."

Lin Zhiwei shook her head, her voice soft but serious: "I'm not going!"

Wenxi patted her fair forehead, having anticipated Lin Zhiwei's answer.

"World, this is a secret letter from Master. Take a look at it first."

Lin Zhiwei was taken aback, her long eyelashes fluttering gently. She reached out and took the secret letter, placing it against her forehead. A familiar and authoritative voice came from inside.

"Zhiwei, the sect is in dire straits. Immediately take Wenqian to Yunmeng Immortal City. This is our master's order, and we must not disobey. Set off immediately!"

Lin Zhiwei looked slightly bewildered, with a hint of shock in her eyes. She had been raised by her master, and this was the first time she had ever heard her master speak in such a tone.

"Has the situation really gotten this bad?!"

Wenxi nodded, glanced around, and spoke softly:

"Rumors are circulating among the disciples that Ye Hao's sect will definitely retaliate against our Biyang Immortal Sect, so many disciples are trying every possible way to temporarily escape the sect and go outside to observe for a while..."

"Senior sister, we can't wait any longer. If we don't leave now, and they retaliate, none of us will be able to leave."

Lin Zhiwei paused, then looked at Wen Qian: "Junior Sister, will Master and the others leave?"

Wenxi shook her head: "Master is an elder of the sect. Whether he stays or leaves is not something we can know."

Lin Zhiwei gazed at the distant main peak, a deep sense of worry flashing through her mind.

She didn't know how Ye Hao's sect would react after learning he had been forced to self-destruct.

But they certainly won't let it go easily, right?

Will this lead to the destruction of the Biyang Immortal Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years?

she does not know.

"let's go!"

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Since Jiang Chuan's self-destruction, a year has passed in the blink of an eye. After experiencing the turmoil in the early stages, the Biyang Immortal Sect has gradually returned to peace.

Sect Council Hall

With many elders gathered together, the previous sense of urgency had disappeared, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

A middle-aged elder spoke first: "Elder Tong, Elder Yu, a year has passed, and the anticipated retaliation has not yet arrived. It is clear that Ye Hao was simply fabricating stories; there was no such thing as a mysterious master... Should we gradually recall the disciples who have gone out?"

Another elder nodded in agreement: "That's right. If we wanted revenge, we should have done it long ago. How could we have waited so long? Our Biyang Sect has been in chaos for a year and is about to become a laughing stock among other sects."

The Yunmeng Trials are about to begin, but our core disciples have not yet returned to the sect. It would be too embarrassing if word got out…”

"By the way, Elder Tong, when will the Sect Master return to the sect?"

The white-haired old man glanced at him and frowned: "This matter needs to be reported to the sect leader. We will make a decision after the sect leader replies."

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Yunmeng Immortal City, a third-tier cave dwelling near the city center.

While Master Biyang was enjoying tea with someone, he received a message from the white-haired elder. His gaze turned deep, and he hesitated slightly.

Seeing this, a young man opposite him took a sip of tea and smiled as he spoke:

"Brother Tong, what trouble have you encountered?"

Master Biyang nodded, a hint of frustration in his eyes. After Jiang Chuan's clone self-destructed, he was worried about possible retaliation and immediately arranged for the core disciples of the sect to make a strategic relocation. He himself also came to Yunmeng Immortal City under the pretext of visiting an old friend.

But now, a year has passed, and the expected retaliation has not yet occurred.

This made him wonder if Ye Hao was really just a person with extraordinary luck who obtained the inheritance by chance, and did not have a so-called master or sect.

Otherwise, it cannot be explained.

"Brother Chengzong, can you help me analyze this..."

Upon hearing Master Biyang's explanation, Liu Chengzong's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

No wonder the other party stayed in Yunmeng Immortal City for the entire year and didn't go anywhere else; it turns out the rumors circulating were true...

"Brother Tong, have you considered asking a diviner to divine this matter?"

Master Biyang nodded with a wry smile: "Naturally, when Ye Hao first arrived at my sect, I secretly contacted a divination master to make a prediction. However, as soon as the master made the prediction, his expression changed drastically, he coughed up blood, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He said that Ye Hao was either a person with great fortune or that he had a treasure concealing the secrets of heaven..."

Liu Chengzong, with a knowing look on his face, said:

"I see. So, Brother Tong, what are your plans? The Cloud Dream Secret Realm will open soon, a once-in-a-century event. All four of our sects will send core disciples to seek opportunities there..."

If a disciple were to obtain a legacy, spiritual herbs, or ancient treasures, it might allow us to advance further, or even potentially achieve the opportunity to form a Nascent Soul.

"An opportunity to form a Nascent Soul!" Master Biyang murmured to himself, his eyes quickly brightening.

Within the entire Jingzhou region spanning millions of miles, if there's any place where one can be certain of obtaining the opportunity to form a Nascent Soul, it's probably only the "Yunmeng Secret Realm".

Legend has it that the Yunmeng Secret Realm was established by the legendary Celestial Lord "Yunmeng Daoren".

Besides various rare spiritual herbs, the secret realm is said to also contain the legacy of Daoist Yunmeng. Each opening of the secret realm is a major event for Jingzhou.

The secret realm opens approximately once every hundred years, and now it's time for it to open again.

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